While in high school, as I’m sure many of my peers did, I would frequently think about what college would be like when I finally got there. The fault in my day dreaming, however, was that I never seemed to take the time to consider what my course work would actually be like. I knew what I wanted to major in, and I was fully aware that it was not going to be easy in any capacity, however; for a reason that still escapes me, I imagined myself spending all of my time doing fun and recreational things, like playing quidditch, and not in the library studying. Looking back, I am aware of how ridiculous that notion was, but I am also aware of what kind of student I was in high school; I was the student who never really had to try to get good grades and because of that, there was no shortage of teachers and mentors who told me that I would need to “learn how to study” when I arrived here at OSU.
As my first semester here comes to a close, I would like to think that I achieved that goal, learning how to really study, however I am also aware that there are many more ways in which I can grow as a student. I would also like to think that living in this undefined stage of pseudo-independence has allowed me to grow as a person. I suppose, however, that I will never be the best judge of that, as I’m not given any scores on Carmen for it, but I’m sure that in the coming semesters I will be better able to quantify it.